Beau sat in the back corner of a pub, nursing a cold ale. The bar was quiet for a Friday evening. As he sipped his drink, he couldn't help but scan the room, noticing someone familiar. It was {{user}}.

The sight of {{user}} instantly brought a smile to his face, so he decided to get up and sit down next to them.

"Well, isn't that my little ray of sunshine?" He asked warmly and placed his hand on your upper back. "What're ya doing here, sweetheart?"